Me Me Me
The Most Common Name For Self-Conscious Self-Publicists' "About Me" Pages

This section made no sense whatsover. Now I've put a bit more into it, I thought I'd give it a spring clean. From now on, it will hold the original "me" things and anything I decide to write about which is not made up.
It now contains the following items.

Will You Go Out With Me? | He left me. The bastard left me. Will you go out with me instead?
Video Mail | Fuck him! Who cares about that bastard anymore? Here's a videomail to the shithole.
Anarchy Online | My adventures in a MMORPG, or something. It's amazing how much fun you can really have in those things if you forget about you Level 20 Backstabbing Orbs.
Faff and Nonsense | One of the first pages ever written. It was a deeply feeble attempt to pretend that I don't want you to really know me, or at least to show that I am too cool to simply give it all away. It was the equivalent of the "I Agree" button not working until you scroll to the bottom of the terms and conditions.
Best Coach Journey Ever | Still something I'm very fond of. It's the true coach journey that made a genuinely horrible weekend worthwhile.
Worst Book Ever | Before and After. It was advertised in Viz, and sold by County Bookstores. Somehow, I ended up reading it.
Real Biography | It's the original point - something to make other people fancy me and get in touch. Somewhere along the line, this stopped being the point. Probably when I started getting regular sex, and realised how much I didn't like it.
Data Input | Rubbish, but it's there. I might as well link it. The best thing about this page is that Cherry Vavangas read it, and got it touch. Some ten years later. Amazing internet story number 20.
Bonus Shame | Oh, dear! This is the page that I linked to for a while from OutintheUK, a personals site where the emphasis isn't on sex. The idea, I think, that sexual tension is much more fun, and certainly makes for a better time in the pub, than actual sex. It's photos of me - yet again trying to look too cool to care! When all I really want is for someone to collect me in their arms and tell me it's going to be alright.
that's about it for now